It's fall here in New Hampshire and this year, for the first time, I went on an actual hayride. There were a couple of stacked hay bales directly behind the drivers of the cart, instantly claimed by the experienced riders, and the rest of us settled into the blanket of hay layered on the cart floor. It was a whole new experience, bumpy and fragrant, with amazing views of the farm and the surrounding countryside. It wasn't the most comfortable ride but it was compelling. It was a reminder of how far we've come and how limitless our horizons are. Looking back over the last hundred years or so it's amazing to see how technology has simply sprouted, seemingly out of thin air, transforming our world from log cabins and outhouses into a place where we all carry miniature computers in our back pockets. Kitchens have evolved tremendously and yet some things remain the same. Those of us who love to cook are nurturers. We pursue flavor and comfort in equal measure and have an endless desire to take care of the people we love. It's nice to know that some things don't change.